So I'm at the L.I.R.R. Rosedale station on Monday night around 10pm - leaving my girl's house after a long weekend - the ticket machine is not on the well lit populated platform like it usually is - no it's downstairs in a remote dimly lit corner - GENIUS! So I go down, get my ticket and who do I find waiting for me in the stairwell -MASKED THUG #1 and MASKED THUG #2 needless to say they take all my lunch money for the next 2 weeks, I call MTA police to make them aware of the safety issue and they hastily state they will, "let somebody know".
Thanks MTA! You're the shit!